Another Martial Soul?

After Yue Guan smiled faintly, he casually waved one hand. The Mandala Snake felt the pressure on its body suddenly vanish and, without a second thought, fled the area as if for its life.

Seeing the Mandala Snake vanish before his eyes, Grandmaster could not help but demand angrily.

"Yue Guan, why did you let it go?"

"I caught it, and I let it go. Is there a problem with that?" Yue Guan's lips curled into a disdainful smile. He slowly raised a hand, casually plucked a blade of grass, and held it before the two of them.

"Besides, I think this is more suitable for you than the Mandala Snake."

That somewhat effeminate voice sounded like Nine Abyss in their ears.

As for the thing in his hand, how could Grandmaster fail to recognize it? It was clearly a Thorn Vine that was only around five years old.

"Yue Guan, what do you mean by this?!" The veins on Grandmaster's forehead bulged from rage, and his voice seemed to be forced through clenched teeth.

At that moment, Grandmaster instantly guessed Yue Guan's vicious intentions. If Tang San chose a five-year Soul Ring as his first Soul Ring, it would undoubtedly ruin his future completely!

"Yue Guan, stop now, and I can pretend this never happened. But if you insist on this, I don't mind making a trip to Spirit City!"

At those words, Yue Guan's face instantly darkened. He abruptly raised his hand and viciously slapped Yu Xiaogang across the face.

"You think I'm giving you face? You're just a Soul Grandmaster, yet you really think you're somebody. If it weren't for Your Excellency, you'd be nothing but shit. And you still dare to yap at me here."

Although Yue Guan had not used much strength in that slap, it still sent Yu Xiaogang stumbling. He lost his balance and nearly fell to the ground in a miserable heap.

Tang San reacted quickly and hurried forward to support Yu Xiaogang, asking with concern.

"Teacher, are you all right?"

After getting to his feet, Yu Xiaogang felt a burning pain on his face. That feeling of humiliation instantly reminded him of the painful experiences from more than twenty years ago.

"Yue Guan, if you have the guts, kill me now. Otherwise, once I go to Spirit City, don't expect to have an easy time either!"

At that moment, Gui Mei, who had remained silent until now, spoke at the right time.

"If you truly think the Pope is still the naive girl she was back then, then go ahead." Gui Mei's voice was gloomy and sinister, laden with threat. His icy gaze was as expressionless as if he were looking at the dead.

Though they did not know how Bibi Dong currently felt about this piece of trash, after so many years, she should have matured mentally, shouldn't she?

At that moment, brilliant light bloomed from Gui Mei's body, and nine Soul Rings emerged in a dazzling display. Two yellow, two purple, and five black. Even in broad daylight, the nine Soul Rings remained incomparably radiant, while the powerful fluctuations of Soul Power seemed to freeze the surrounding air.

Yu Xiaogang's heart sank.

"By doing this, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

As for Tang Hao, Yu Xiaogang did not dare mention him at all. Yue Guan and Gui Mei were mortal enemies with Tang Hao. If he brought him up, Tang San might not merely be forced to absorb a five-year Soul Ring—they might kill him outright!

Yue Guan sneered.

"Whether retribution comes or not is a matter for later. But if he doesn't absorb this Thorn Vine now, I'll kill him right now."

As he spoke, Yue Guan tossed the vine in his hand over.

"I'll give you ten breaths. If you don't absorb it, die."

Facing the two aggressively pressing Titled Douluo before him, with his teacher behind him unable to help in any way, Tang San suddenly felt utterly isolated and helpless. He took a deep breath.

"Fine. I'll absorb it."

As he spoke, he took out a dagger and cut it down in one stroke. The next moment, a white Soul Ring emitting a faint glow slowly emerged.

"Xiao San, don't absorb it! If you do, your life will be over!"

Hearing that, bitterness filled Tang San's eyes.

"Teacher, if I don't absorb it, will I even have a future?"

Judging from their tone, they might not attack his teacher for certain reasons. But having been born in the Tang Sect, he could clearly sense that killing intent. If he did not do as they demanded, they really would kill him!

A five-year Soul Ring was exceedingly easy to absorb. Just a few minutes later, Yue Guan looked at the white Soul Ring slowly floating around Tang San and nodded in satisfaction.

Your Holiness the Pope had said not to kill Tang San, but she had not said they could not make things difficult for him.

A ten-year—no, a five-year Soul Ring was rare even on the continent. He wondered whether Tang Hao would suffer a brain hemorrhage when he saw it. Just thinking about it was thrilling.

If I can't beat you, I'll deal with your son. He's a bastard born of a soul beast anyway, so I don't feel the slightest psychological burden.

After slowly opening his eyes, Tang San suppressed the killing intent in his heart and said calmly.

"Now that I have absorbed this Soul Ring as you demanded, you can let us go, right?"

He had been driven to death by others in his previous life, and now he was being forced to absorb such a trash Soul Ring. These two had earned their deaths. Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—never mock a poor young man!

However, Yue Guan saw it differently.

At such a young age, he already possessed such patience and restraint. No wonder Your Holiness had said this child would become Spirit Hall's greatest enemy. If not for Your Holiness the Pope's orders, I would make sure this brat stayed here today. But due to Her Holiness's command, I can only spare his life.

"Kid, remember this. Your teacher caused all of this."

With that, Yue Guan and Gui Mei vanished from before them.

"You!" After hearing Yue Guan's words, Grandmaster felt heat rise in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

From the conversation between his teacher and the two men, Tang San roughly guessed what had happened. Though he also felt some resentment toward Grandmaster, now was not the time to fall out with him.

He grabbed Grandmaster to steady him and asked with concern.

"Teacher, are you all right?"

After taking several long breaths, Grandmaster's complexion improved somewhat.

"Xiao San, don't listen to them. They're trying to drive a wedge between us, teacher and disciple."

Tang San nodded faintly.

"I know. But Teacher, didn't you say my father was very powerful? Why didn't you mention my father's name just now? Perhaps they wouldn't have forced me like this."

Grandmaster's face darkened at those words, and he immediately said in a low voice.

"Xiao San, let me put it this way: your father offended Spirit Hall, which is why he hid his identity and name. And the two from just now have an even greater enmity with your father. If they found out, you would undoubtedly die."

Tang San nodded thoughtfully.

"Oh, I see."

After thinking for a moment, Grandmaster said.

"But it's fine. If this Blue Silver Grass martial soul is ruined, then so be it. It won't affect your other martial soul. When the time comes, I'll think of another way."

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly rang out.

"Oh, another martial soul?"